She ran a brush through her daughter’s hair.
“Mrs. Nevins?” The door opened a crack. “Do you need anything?”
“No, I’m…” She looked at her lap. “Silly me. I’ve left the elastic on the table. Could you reach it?” She pointed to the sparkly, green hair band.
“Of course.” The nurse stepped in, grabbing the elastic and handing it over the bed.
“She loves this bright color. What do you call it?”
“I’d say ‘neon’.” The nurse paused. “I’m calling Dr. Nate to get your meds, okay?”
“Can I finish braiding her hair before the medicine makes her leave?”
September 9 Prompt: Lost – In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about someone or something that’s lost.